Jumping three times in a row, Kane's first day of conquest came to an end as night fell.

Compared with the Red Sun tribe, the scale of the stone axe is not worth mentioning, not to mention the small tribe with a small mouth of only three hundred at the beginning.

Of course, big clans also have big clan troubles.

For example, at the bonfire party that night, the leader of the wild boar cavalry said that if he wanted to dominate the wild boar cavalry, he had to give the best supplies and generous treatment.

For a long time, the wild boar cavalry has been treated like this, and they were willing to surrender to the Red Sun, also because the boss of the Red Sun offered favorable conditions and promised a hearty aaaagha!

With the pitiful IQ of the green skin, how can he be Kane's opponent. As soon as he heard it, he knew that this guy was taking advantage of the fire to rob, and it was estimated that in the past, because of issues such as the distribution of interests, he would not deal with other gangs in the tribe.

Sure enough, Kane remained silent, and as a result, the leader of the Red Sun Guards couldn't bear it, and also jumped out to blow up the stab, the content was not much different from what the leader of the wild boar cavalry said, but it was even more outrageous.

"Our Red Sun Guards Regiment is the strongest combat force in the tribe, if it weren't for the fact that it happened to be absent during the day, everything happened too quickly, it would not be easy for you to become the boss of the Red Sun. ”

"Go and gather the boys of the Guards, I want to see the warriors of the Red Sun Clan. Kane said quietly.

The leader of the Guards, who gathered his men in the open field with a swagger, Kane noticed that they were all burly orcs, generally at least one head taller than the other orcs, and they were also well-equipped, and these guys were the ones who laughed and scolded the most at the bonfire.

Kane stood up, howled to get the attention of the Greenskins, and then shouted loudly, "These former warriors of the Red Sun tribe have made their leaders ask me that they are the best, and that I am being treated with the best. And whether they contribute or not depends on the mood. ”

"I'll tell me the answer right now. As he spoke, he raised his hands and showed his fists, "My answer is these fists, and I will use these fists to beat all those who dare to make conditions with me to death." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the collar of the guard leader with an incredible expression, and threw it directly into the middle of more than a hundred large orcs in the field.

"I'm here, the boys are all showing me, which guard wants to escape, just don't let it go. I'll do the rest!"

And the leader of the Guards Regiment who was bruised and swollen was already furious, and he didn't want to think about it, Kane didn't see any effort, so he threw it out more than ten meters weighing nearly 300 pounds, how much strength does this have? With such strength, even if he is empty-handed, it is by no means easy to with.

"Kill it!" roared the leader of the Guards in a frustrated rage as he pointed at Kane as he pounced.

The techniques of the Four Heavenly Kings all originate from Kane, including the heavy earth-based skills, although it is just an imitation, but Kane has the background of the incarnation of the gods, and naturally everything looks like it (mainly a crushing game, it doesn't matter how you pretend to compare, on the contrary, which is the most basic attitude of which housekeeping skills, and the combat skills of other departments are all waves).

Kane rushed forward, his fists glowing with scarlet, it was the power of destruction, blessed with such power, his fists and arms were harder than steel.

A large orc man swung an axe and slashed, whistling, Kane directly slammed back, the fist and axe collided, the huge force made the axe fly directly out of his hand, the orc big man was torn apart by the tiger's mouth, and his hand was useless in a short time.

Kane went up and punched him in the head, completely deforming.

A cat's waist dodged the horizontal slash of the machete, followed by a sharp step forward and a hook, a punch on the orc's jaw, the whole person flew off the ground, and the chin and face were all smashed into rotten flesh.

Backhand blocked a blow with his arm and lifted his foot to break the leg bone of another orc, who was unsteady on his feet and leaned forward, and was greeted by a heart-wrenching punch from Kane.

After a punch, the entire back was obviously bulging, the sternum and ribs were all shattered, the heart was severely ruptured, and he died......

It can be said that Kane is a humanoid killing machine, and his power output can be calculated in horsepower. If you can't imagine that kind of pushing force, think about the propeller in the nose, and think about what kind of flesh and blood can block the rotational force of the propeller.

No, these orcs, although they are broad-shouldered and muscular, are still abused compared to machines. As a result, they can only be abused by Kane now.

Kane grew more and more vigorous, and his emotions stimulated the flesh powerfully, causing it to grow again, and emit a scarlet light.

"Whew......" Kane couldn't help but howl.

The roar of blood, the fiery red light plunged a large area into a strange red light, and the glowing sparks flew in the air, which was extraordinarily gorgeous and romantic, but it also set off the slaughter on the scene extraordinarily cruel.

Kane punched an orc's head into his body cavity, Kane smashed a large hole in the orc's chest that could be seen from the front to the back, and Kane tore an orc alive in two, bathing in blood and internal organs......

Halfway through the killing, the remaining orcs didn't have the courage to fight any longer, some of them begged for mercy, some escaped, but in the end they all died, Kane killed them one by one with brutal means, the tragic death of more than a hundred orcs, and also turned the empty field lit by several large bonfires into a bloody slaughterhouse.

There was silence, only the beeping of the campfire, and no orc dared to look at him wherever Kane's scarlet gaze passed.

"Who would dare to ask me terms?" he asked aloud.

No one dared to answer.

"Who thinks I don't have what it takes to be the boss?" he asked again.

Even the whimpering night breeze held its breath.

"I was instructed by Brother Mao to engage in an incomparably grand bastard, I am not like some bosses, I will aaaagh! at every turn, in my daily life, only ar! The big bastard is the supreme feast, if you want to join this great aaaagha destined to last forever, follow my orders, follow my footsteps, I will lead you to victory, I will guide you to glory. If you don't want to join, just get out of the way, but if you dare to trank, just wait for me to break to pieces. I'm the most brutal, the greenest Broken Head, and I'm the one and only Rollover!"

"Roll over, get over, get out of here!"

It was still Goble who was the first to take the lead, and the atmosphere was alive again, even better than before, to the point of boiling oil on fire.

Kane walked back to his huge leather seat and said to the leader of the boar cavalry, "Don't ask me terms, there's no next time, do you hear?"

"Yes, yes!" the leader of the boar cavalry hurriedly responded. Although the orcs were not accustomed to being as servile as Goble, the power that Kane had just displayed was terrifying.

Given it, Kane didn't seem to need any help, and Kane could kill all the targets he wanted to kill, whoever they were, no matter how many.

Rolling Ba, the Chosen One personally instructed by Brother Mao, is a super lord destined to launch an unprecedented greatness aaaagh!......

By the second day, the word had spread among the colony, and by the third day, in the mountains south of the Blackstone Plateau, Kane's fame had spread.

A large number of Greenskins began to consciously and voluntarily join the Bloodroar Clan.

Kane was naturally not idle during this time, and the first thing he did was to launch the spirit summoning ritual.

This is a method of screening clergy that only certain individuals can receive the signal.

Through this ritual, the gifted individual who meets the basic needs will rush to the place of the summoning with unspeakable hunger and thirst, and be baptized as a servant of God with a state of mind that has been in love in the past life and continues in this life.

They offer their faith, shepherd the people for God, and receive strength and wisdom.

With Hermione and the others at the Temple of the Stars, it wasn't too difficult to set up a belief system for the greenskins.

And the control of this system is still mainly in the hands of Kane, which is convenient for him to operate.

According to the medieval Warhammer appellation, the ordinary clergy were called priests, and the senior ones were called prophets, and they formed a religious body that served as the management team of the Bloodroar tribe.

On the fifth day, the Bloodroar Greenskin Army finally completed the grass creation, with a combat power of more than 43,000, but the real main force was about 12,000 orc boys. If Kane's armor is complete, it will shrink by two-thirds again, to less than 4,000.

If such a combat force is commanded by ordinary people, it will probably be complacent, after all, if it is even the fart spirit and all kinds of skoog, the total number has exceeded 100,000.

But in Kane's opinion, this is nothing, you must know that the last time he came, he only engaged in three or five days of killing and production, and created a puppet wargroup that was enough to cut down all the green skins in this land, and even give some time, even the Chaos Dwarves were not impossible to destroy.

It's hard to feel a sense of accomplishment in being the leader of these chaotic creatures who are barely a little better than the rabble.

It doesn't matter, let's conquer the Blackstone tribe led by Fork Face first.

On the sixth day, at Kane's behest, the Bloodroar Tribe's war machine was in motion, and the simply organized warbands were pulled out one after another.

According to his instructions, all the rags were discarded, and the troops were not ready to return in a short time. The time it takes to operate the Blackstone Plateau alone is measured in years.

Kane couldn't find a suitable mount, so he had a gang of Gobles build a large creeper and be carried around to show his character.

As a result, Goble made the creeper, which is nothing more than a soft sedan chair carried by many people, and it is not difficult for Goble to build this, but they paint snakes and decorate them with animal bones, fangs and metal, making it a very savage punk ugly monster, which is really not very in line with Kane's aesthetics.

On second thought, you shouldn't just reject it because you don't like it. Chaos is strange, and the most whimsical ideas are often social groups with a free-flowing environment.

So in the future, why not get a bunch of 'goblin technology, shocking' to fight against the rigorous thinking of the Chaos Dwarves?

In fact, the two should be complementary, one is imaginative and good at using spiritual light to create, and the other is rigorous and meticulous in thinking, good at making up for mistakes. Isn't that good?

Just as Kane was thinking about the business idea for the future. The Legion Striker collided with another greenskinned tribe, the Bad Moon Clan, and Kane was also to blame, as he asked for no detour and went all the way through. As a result, he stepped on the territory of the Bad Moon Clan.

The flag of the bad moon looks cute, like a piece of cake that has been forked, and of course they have to say that it is the moon, but they can't help it.

The tribe is as big as Bad Moon, and it is no longer a simple sentence of 'Boss, I'll take you aaagh!' to awaken the fanaticism of the greenskins, and those who are born and die will be cut or cut down.

Because there are shamans in the tribes of this level.

The Greenskins' spellcasting system is not part of the Eight Winds of Magic.

You must know that the eight winds of magic are things made by the elves, from this point of view, the elves are the first-class enterprises that sell rules, so all the people in this world who mention magic and talk about the eight winds of magic are all playing with other elves, and no one can surpass them until the final battle.

The greenskins are alien species, and their casting power is very different, and their power is derived from aaagh!

It's a bit inaccurate, but it looks like that's the way it goes, the magic of the greenskins is generated by the fighting spirit of the greenskins around them.

Therefore, this determines their characteristics of being strong downwind and weak against the wind, and if the surrounding green skins are panicked, shamans will not be able to stabilize the morale of the army and restore morale. This is very different from the role of human religion.

Kane asked Abbather to study the greenskins, and naturally it was rewarding.

Abashar discovered that aaagh! can also be seen as a mysterious force lurking in all greenskins, a kind of psychic energy, and each greenskinned individual, like a terminal capable of emitting and receiving this psychic energy, together they form a complex network.

This naturally reminded Kane of the SC World Bhatos, commonly known as the Protoss, of the psychic link.

It doesn't matter, anyway, the glass slag of the creation god is a variety of copies of G, and it is not bad for this idea.

And now this kind of copying creativity allows Kane to better understand some of the phenomena in the greenskins.

aaagh!It's like a router that allows the greens to connect to the Internet, the Psionic Network.

Of course, this network is not as developed as Bhatus, it is very primitive, and the only people who can actively use its power are the equally unskilled green-skinned shamans.

The rest of the greenskins can only enjoy the passive ability brought by this psionic net—fanaticism.

Abasser's research found that green skin spores make green skin, and in turn, green skin makes green skin spores.

The spores secrete a hormone that each green skin will enter a state of intense excitement when it begins to bleed.

Kane understood it as a greenskinned version of adrenaline.

Further down the line, it further produces dopamine-like stuff in the green-skinned brain.

Dopamine, which is far more than the normal amount, will make the greenskins feel like they have taken tons of drugs, and they will be completely high, and the strongest consciousness they usually cultivate will be infinitely amplified, and there are only two thoughts left in their minds: beating people and being beaten, which explains why the greenskins are as beautiful as participating in a carnival as soon as they really enter aaagh!

At the same time, it is precisely because the greenskin shamans are so sensitive to this that they can test whether what is happening in front of them is an aaagh!

It can be said that under normal circumstances, the aaagh! shouted by the bosses of the greenskin tribe are all fake, that is, the rookies who are obscure, and the real aaagh! is the size of a large army, and there must be an orc army of more than 100,000.

Once it reaches this scale, often the civil war will naturally stop, the general trend will be the same, the people's hearts will be turned back, and the slogan of the war lord will be shouted, and the green skins will resonate in their hearts, wake up to the line, and throw thousands of miles away, and then form a torrent of destruction.

It's not for any hatred, it's for the recognition engraved in the genes of the green skin, "It's enough to be able to fight well in your life!"

So whoever is chosen as the target in this case is unlucky.

In the past, this unlucky guy has always been a dwarf. In the future, six hundred years after the original historical line, this unlucky guy will add the empire of the old world. In the Final Battle, the Greenskins took a fancy to the Chaos Legion. It's just that the aaagh! organization is a bit passive and hasty, and the opponent is a good opponent, but it is still not perfect.

Although the Bad Moon tribe doesn't know the truth of the false Dao, they resolutely refuse to borrow the Dao, so there is nothing to say, start a war.